...innt cent V^Hot-f1^ •/iccoun- °f 'he fof;.— HENRT IV. MY .:ege, I did deny no prismcrs B«i 1 remember, when the fight was done. When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord ; neat ; trimly...

...he had heen accused of rofusing to surrender. " My Liege, I did deny no prisoners ; But 1 rememher, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...

...envy, therefore, or misprision Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. HOT. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...

...If Rome must fall, that we are innocent. VI. — Hotspur's Account of the Fop. MY liege, I deny no prisoners. But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, -Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord ; neat ; trimly...

...envy, therefore, or misprision Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...

...myself, t " I do see" — MALONE. i The moody frontier —] Frontier was anciently used for forehtad. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...

...fear, That makes these odds all even. SHAKSPEARB. CHAP. XXII. HOTSPUR'S DESCRIPTION OF A FOP. I DO remember when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...

...misprision Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. .Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, l s Tlint wh extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd,...

...therefore, or misprision, [s guilty of this fault, and not ray sou. I Int. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil. Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword. Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...

...says, not with such strength deny'd, As is deliver'd to your majesty. Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...